The Small Things, #1

A collection of small moments that may be otherwise forgotten in our wisp of life.

This morning through a veil of shimmering sun I saw the kitten’s silhouette as she reclined on the window ledge. When she heard me enter the room, she ran to greet me. Her fur was warm from the window light, so I held her tight to my cheek. She must have absorbed heat with her beautiful black coat. Warm like the morning sun is warm.